Let’s go to the Cappuccino Coast
Where the ocean gets churned and frothy,
To the cliffs of Mexico plains of Africa,
Let’s build a fjord of the Tigris and Euphrates
To find the real Eden.
Let us float through villages of boats
Have our eyes struck dumb by the Himalayas
And their persistence in sky climbing,
Grab our shovels and find chariot wheels
At the bottom of dried up sea beds.
We can travel the earth with our tongues
Taste every nation’s bread
Lets resurrect ancient dialects
That were stolen and now are dead.
We can face and defeat all sharks and spiders
Just to prove we’ve mastered fear,
But after let us just come right back here.
To the creaky steps and torn up carpet,
The windows that need mending
And laundry never ending.
Let’s do it all and see everything
Just to know in our heads
What our hearts already clutch
That waking up next to you
Is the real adventure
The truest bliss I’ve known
Is the shiver from your touch.
- Vagabond Prophet